A warm and cloudless summerâs day,
As I stood feeding my horse a barrel of hay.
Such a shiny coat and big glistening eyes,
I was so terribly glad he couldnât hear my cries.
The mountains were stuck with snow falling adrift,
A perfect honeymoon for the day to be kissed.
My mother was dead and fatherâs body failing,
But that didnât stop my dreams to come sailing.
Lying in a bed drowning in thought...
